Culture, culture and broken camera
Trip Start Mar 17, 2007
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Then we go to the pyramids of MC, which were dug up in 1978, would you believe, before they did not know they existed!!! They are build 7 times all over again, on top of each other. Mexico City was a swamp, almost a lake and the buildings were sinking all the time and they build the next on top of it.
(theorie over de pyramiden onderweg neefke, meer dan 1 zelfs, over de zwaartekracht heb je gelijk, kom ik op terug!).
Afterwards, the palace, sort of houses of parliament. I do not dare to get in, armed guards are guiding the place. Dr T takes me in and ...
Back home, Dr T tries everything with the camera: nothing works. We ask the reception for camera places and they give us the name of a street. I am VERY grumpy: our new, expensive camera and it is my fault!!!! Arriving at the street, it is blocked by the police. We ask what happens. With a mixture of English and Spanish the police explains: it is a demonstration of the people against abortion, very hot topic in Mexico now. When we walk away, one police officer shouts: "I love you". Everybody bursts into laughter and my mood is getting a bit better.
We have no luck with the camera and discover that replacing it would cost twice of what we paid in Belgium: sh.... !
The internet cafe next door teaches us: yes, the camera is more expensive here. Dr T finds the address for the Sony reparation center. I talk to my brother in the mean time. As usual, he tells me in his own soft way, that a broken camera is better then a broken leg: bless little brothers!!!!!
Home, I read and hubby is playing computer games. He puts his wireless headphone on my ears and my grumpy moods is almost gone. Then we dance and all is good. He is the best hubby in the whole world!!!!!
A noisy night later, we wake up to face the challenge: the camera!!!